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Maria Marasigan, 35, New York, USA Maria Marasigan | Photo by Federica Miglio So why are you here? In all the years that these typhoons have been happening in the Philippines, there still isn’t a system, or some kind of preparedness, or a change in how rebuilds happen and what relief is like here. The… Read more »

Andrea Roa Buco, 33, Hong Kong via the Philippines Andrea Roa Buco | Photo by Jon Gosch What was it like growing up here? Batug is a very sleepy village. There are only 134 homes with a 500 population. It was a very quiet time growing up. People were focused more on their family. Lights… Read more »

John Craig, 61, Japan via Scotland John Craig | Photo by Federica Miglio What facet or facets of Earthships is most compelling or attractive for you? The most attractive facet of Earthships is the people who build them. Beyond question. Nothing happens without the group of people, as we’ve seen here. And like Phil said… Read more »

Florian Becquereau, 34, Seattle, WA, USA Florian Becquereau | Photo by Jon Gosch What is your goal for Earthship Seattle in the next couple years? To bring more awareness to Seattle. Just spreading the word about Earthships because 99% of the population doesn’t know anything about Earthships. They don’t know they exist. But then when… Read more »

Josh Semick, 35, New Jersey, USA Josh Semick | Photo by Federica Miglio Why did you decide to come here? Josh Semick: A couple reasons. First, my wife and I were interested in Earthships. We were turned on by a friend back home. We went up to Ithaca and saw one of them that was… Read more »

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Excerpt from If We Get There

All morning they rode the freeway north. Their engines crooning gruff two-tone ballads as the green country slipped past in the pure race against fear and routine and stagnation and time. They knew not where they were headed, nor why. Only that this was good. Intent and forward bent to the highway and the wind-dazzled going of it. Inventing songs to hear echo around in their helmets. Silly things sung seriously. Of booze and girls and sudden haphazard joy. Each of them believing secrets only velocity and danger knew to whisper.